Wake me up when I'm dead

This blog has been dormant for a couple of weeks, but it's not dead. Which brings me to this great paradox:

Grampa Simpson: Who has disturbed my tomb? 

Lisa Simpson: Grampa, you're not dead.  

Grampa Simpson: Then wake me up when I am.

the "apparent paradox" paradox

On 23rd October, I'll be giving a talk in Lille on "Conceptual blending: the apparent paradox paradox". Here's an abstract of my talk:

Our use of expressions such as apparent paradox, false teeth, fake orgasm and the like seems to imply that there are objects which are and are not a certain thing. It will be argued that this apparent paradox paradox is only an apparent one. Drawing on insights from mental space theory, polyphony, conversational pragmatics and frame semantics, I will adopt and adapt a recent proposal of how best to deal with privative adjectives like fake, false and fictitious. A central notion in my account is that of perspective-taking, which may help us to solve a wide range of puzzling phenomena, including the problem of negative existentials, as in “Unicorns do not exist”, and possibly even the most fiendish of all paradoxes, the Liar paradox: “This statement is not true”.

I know I promised earlier to give my "solution" (for what it's worth) of the Liar paradox, but I'm still tinkering with it.